Heavenly

Blue Angel traded her wings for legs, and her feet did the talking. They carried her straight to a thick cock waiting in her path. Her mind ran hot—wondering if that meat could stretch her tight pussy—and the answer was already dripping between her thighs. She followed where her legs pointed and what her cunt demanded. The man gave her everything she needed, pounding her until her body sang. He didn’t ignore the feet that brought her to him. He licked each toe, sucked them slow, letting her know they’d served her well. Blue Angel felt the sky open up again, every nerve lit like she’d never fallen.